First you got to Colorado... Denver. Because Ver is braver and Boulder... Episode VI

[Quote of the post] We don't wanna spon with you!
[Song of the post] Dum de dum dum...

Day 6 - D-Day
This was technically our last day in Colorado. In the morning was spontaneous, and over breakfast we were spawning - sorry, I meant sponning - random things like, "If I were a fork, what would I say?" That sort of thing.

We went to the holding room and waited for half an hour - we thought we were in the wrong room. During our wait, the official there had some sort of introductory game to break the monotony - basically, your team went down to the front and introduced yourselves by name. Well, we had a little time to think while we were just sitting there, so we came up with - obviously - punny stuff.

Job: Hi! I'm Noddy! Audience: Hi, Noddy!
Isaac: I'm on drugs! Audience: High on drugs!
Henry: I'm five! Audience: High five!
Joshua: I'm Bond. Covalent Bond. Audience: Hi Bond... Covalent Bond...
Me: I'm how are you! Audience: Hi! How are you! Me: Fine, thanks!
Herrick: I'm sexy! Audience: Hey, sexy!
Gid: I'm Fi-System! Audience: Hi-Fi System!

Stupid, yeah... >_> but it broke the monotony...

Anyway, our spontaneous problem was weird. Basically, you're given a bunch of junk, and you ise it to make a scene. Then, you're given 7 minutes to tell a story based on that scene. You're given 5 cards each, and each time you speak you put a card in the container and MUST move something in the scene.

We did pretty well for that, I think. Isaac was in denail, be we still thought we did pretty well.

After that we just went around supporting other S'pore teams. Then we had a bit of free time. Herrick and I were aiming to go to another dorm across campus to trade pins - but, the only other shuttle bus service didn't go there. Dang.

We spent some time and 50 cents on the planetarium. There wasn't a show that day, so... unfortunately. They were doing maintanence work. Pah. I bet they were sabotaging it so that the moon crashed into Jupiter or something.

We then went back to our dorm and found our buddy team had returned from wherever they had went that afternoon. We talked and I found out a lot of interesting things about the US. We checked out our buddy team's homework, and realised that it's MORE FUN THAN OURS! >_> In maths they're doing something called Logic that looks so fun it makes trig look boring. (BTW, they've already DONE trig.)

Thet night was the closing ceremony and announcement of the champions. We were very excited when our name wasn't called during the 2nd to 6th placing. It meant that we would most probably be first. But we were devastated when our name wasn't called for the first place. I can't even remember who won. That's the thing: when you lose an international competition after putting your heart and soul into it for six months, you don't remember who beat you to it. Unless you WANT to know about it and you have nukes and missiles and a huge orbital ion cannon hovering in space above them, you're really not interested.

The teens party later that night wasn't very appealing. The music was too loud and the place was too dark. And they had lined the floor with bubble wrap, as if they were going to hit their head on it when they woke in the middle of the night or something. It felt like I was walking across a minefield. We went back to celebrate with our buddy team, because THEY WON 1ST PLACE IN THE WORLD!!!

Yes, that's right, they won. We were SO happy for them. Their amazing and unique performance pulled through and got them a humongous shiny trophy. Whee! I think we only slpet at 1am that night.